Taming Him

A beast in bed.

 A title Allen gained from his brother and best friend. They were more than shocked when they watched him walk into the room with a curvy blonde and didn't come out until hours later.

The blonde practically limping her way to her ride back home.

 Archer Ryders once thought he was the reason his son, Lucian Archer, gained his school-playboy title.

 "Lucian's deeds have nothing to do with me," Allen said, ever so seriously.

His stamina never ceased to amaze the women he fucked in the past. They end up with sore waists and jelly knees by the time he is done with them.

And they never stopped coming.

 Hovering over Mira, his breath came out in short pants. With her warm tight clench around his dick and her words, he couldn't hold himself up as he rode out his climax.

 "Fuck" He leaned against her shoulder, taking in her lavender scent.

Mira chuckled at his helplessness, causing Allen to lift his head. His glasses tilted and Mira sets them back in place again.

"Why did you do that?" Allen asked, still buried in her as he enjoyed the soft warmth that encased his semi-hard cock.

"What? My laughter or..." Mira trailed off, a teasing look swirling in her eyes.

 "You didn't tell me you were... " "A virgin?" Allen felt helpless watching her enjoy his awkwardness. He pulled out and got rid of the used condom.

Mira sat up and watched him fix his glasses before pulling his trousers up. She held his arm.

 "What are you doing?" a frown flickered across her face.

 "Going to take a shower". Allen looked away from her eyes. They managed to make him twitch even though her mascara was smudged.

"I'm coming with you" she declared, pulling her dress up to cover her breasts.

"No. We can't - we will... You have to go back home". Allen almost bit his tongue in annoyance with himself.

He was stuttering?

The whole Allen Lincoln was stuttering a few minutes after a mind-blowing sex.

Only Mira was capable of leaving him a mess like that. He couldn't promise to hold himself back if they showered together.

Fuck! He never showered with a woman after sex. The only time he had sex in a shower was when the woman couldn't wait and had sneaked in while he was showering.

He remembered fucking her mouth and shooting his loads down her throat before bending her over the sink for a wild sex.

The lust raging in Mira's eyes wasn't hidden, she left herself bare to him. He should know her intentions.

Mira smirked as she glanced down at the obvious tent in his trousers. He was still hard for her. That alone made her heart swell in anticipation.

But why was he pushing her away?

"Why should I go back now? I want to take care of that". She tilted her head, pointing at his raging hard-on shamelessly.

"You can't" Allen stared at the crimson dot on the armrest where they had done the deed.

"You said I would ride you. I haven't done that yet."

"You don't have to_"

"Why? I want it. I'm not a minor , this is consensual". Mira was getting annoyed at him.

"I hurt you" Allen was never the one to care if he hurt a woman during sex.

He dealt with experienced women anyway. He didn't expect that Mira was a virgin. Good thing he didn't go rough with her immediately.

 "When? Oh, now. Telling me to leave right after sex hurts. Maybe I wasn't good enough, like the ones you had in the past. " She threw her hands up, fuming.

"Oh, you didn't want me from the start, I practically forced myself on you. " She let out a humorless laughter and stood up, pulling her dress back in place.

Allen pulled her back right before she could leave. She fell right on his thigh, her butt landing between his legs. A low groan slipped out of Allen's mouth before he could stop it.

 "There was blood."

"Blood?" Allen nodded over her shoulder and pointed at the droplets he was staring at.

 "Ah? That's... Sure it did hurt like hell at first, but that was it. I want to feel you in me again"

" Aren't you sore?" He whispered lightly into her ear, his breath tingling her neck.

 "A bit. But I want you again. I don't want to leave now."

"You sure?"

"Very sure"

"What about your Nana?"

"I want us to go again, in the shower. We will cuddle and talk after", Mira pushed her thoughts forward, ignoring his question about her grandmother.

What he didn't know was that she had designs to send the old woman that night, but here she was craving the addicting feel of Allen in her.

And more after.

 Allen frowned slightly, cuddle and talk after sex? He has never done that. He would rather take a cold shower after sending his sex partner away and spend the next few hours behind a computer screen.

He always felt clear-headed after every sex. This time was different though.

 Here he was with a raging hard-on right after sex, the seductive soul in his arms messing with his muddled head more.

Without another word, he lifted Mira and stood up, making his way to his ensuite bathroom. They were soon entwined in another steamy session, fucking at every corner of the bathroom and forgetting about using protection along the line.

Mira enjoyed every moment they spent in the ensuite bathroom, her cunt sore and well-sated by the time they washed off, again.

 She snuggled against the clueless-looking Allen, dressed in his t-shirt that barely covered her bare ass. Her dress was dumped somewhere in his laundry bag.

 "I missed you. " She muttered against his chest.

 "You were so mean to me before I left that day, but I couldn't stop missing you" she continued, even though he barely responded.

"Did you_ for once ever think of me in the past years?" She asked after she was met with another slight hum.

Mira was sure he wasn't asleep because, somehow, he was enjoying combing through her damp hair with his fingers

 "No"

"At all?" Mira could hear her heart shattering, but she pushed further, ignoring the nagging feeling.

"No"

That will change.